Sunday, 25 January 2009
Lemon and mustard seed pickle
I started to cook my pickle this morning, but had to stop half way through to go and buy a new television set as our old one blew up yesterday. It was then round to Nickies to go over the arrangements for our evening out to Bury St Edmunds, where Nickie is doing a talk. I have come home to my son compaining about the'pong' in the houise from the pickle-just wait until I finish cooking it!
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I remember that 'pong' from when my Nan used to make pickles and chutneys back in the 60's. How can something that tastes so good smell so pungent in the making?
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